This special Sunday post was brought to you by the city of Roswell, New Mexico and in memory of Allen Reinertsen of Goodstuff’s Cyber World. Allen, I hope you’re keeping the seats warm in Heaven.
Here’s to hoping that the aliens will send us a few space babes like Droxine. “Daughter of Plasus, an official in the cloud-based metropolis of Stratos. Droxine, who also resided in the privileged city above the harsh planet Ardana, apparently became infatuated with Spock in 2369.”
In mid-1947, a United States Army Air Forces balloon crashed at a ranch near Roswell, New Mexico. Following wide initial interest in the crashed “flying disc”, the US military stated that it was merely a conventional weather balloon. Interest subsequently waned until the late 1970s, when ufologists began promoting a variety of increasingly elaborate conspiracy theories, claiming that one or more alien spacecraft had crash-landed, and that the extraterrestrial occupants had been recovered by the military, who then engaged in a cover-up.
“Weather balloon.” Even Wikipedia is in on the coverup.
The city of Roswell has an Instagram page.
But it isn’t all space aliens in Roswell. The city also has an annual Chile Cheese Festival, in which you too can “[t]ake a tour of the Leprino Cheese Plant (be sure to follow the strict dress code).” I’m not making up that last part.
The Roswell UFO Festival is held every 4th of July weekend. The city of Roswell “invites UFO enthusiasts and skeptics alike to join in the celebration of one of the most debated incidents in history.” If you get there early, be sure to check out the Roswell Galacticon, which features “vendor booths, comic book collectibles, artists, Cosplay, Gaming, workshops and panels.”
Thanks for dropping by everyone. I hope to see you all in Roswell this year. Hell, if I go there and like it I might not leave. It has to be better than what’s happening in California.